Andrew looked confused, his expression reflecting his bewilderment.
"Emerald, why would a Mafia Boss be contacting you?" he asked, his voice laced with genuine curiosity.
Emerald licked her dry lips, her guilt evident in her expression as she struggled to articulate the truth.
"Because up until recently, I was..." she trailed off, her voice barely a whisper, "...sort of... engaged to him."
"Wait, what?" Andrew's need for clarification was immediate. "You were engaged?"
"I was, Andrew. Not anymore. I broke off the engagement the moment I found out about his criminal activities. That night, I ran, and I've been on the run ever since. Somehow, he's tracked me down again. He knows I'm here, at the farm."
Andrew ran a hand over his mouth, rubbing his stubble as he processed the informatio
